Chapter 112: Trampled Under Our Feet (Part 1)
Bang dang.
The spear fell to the ground, Yuan Wu's footsteps staggered, his face was pale, and he covered the severed arm with one hand, his face full of horror.
There were waves in his heart, he was the Gangyuan Ninefold Peak Realm, first refining the Mighty Vajra Talisman, and then taking the Shenyuan Pill, raising his cultivation to the Divine Mansion Realm.
But even so, he was still defeated, defeated by Li Changkong with a sword, after Li Changkong urged the True Martial Law Phase, he actually had a feeling that he was devastating and unstoppable!
Just like when he was in Zhenwumen, the genius Li Changkong, who he could only look up to, was like a towering mountain, lying in front of him, and he could never climb it.
"Li Changkong won, he actually won!" someone showed a look of disbelief.
"How is it possible? Yuan Wu is already a realm of the Divine Mansion, and his pure strength is only ten times stronger than that of the Mansion Lord Lu Wu!"
"But even so, Yuanwu was defeated......"
The surrounding spectators, one by one, were shocked in their hearts, looking at the Yuanwu who was like a dead ash, and a thought emerged in their hearts, no one in Xiongwu Prefecture could compete with Li Changkong.
In the attic.
Ling Hubai sat on the ground, his face was pale, showing an extremely bitter smile, shaking his head and sighing: "It's me who was wrong, I saw Li Changkong wrong, and I missed a good opportunity to win over a silver worshipper......"
On the side, Nangong Ping seemed to have swallowed a few flies, and his face was shrouded in gloom.
This is not just a missed opportunity to win over a silver worshipper, they have already offended this silver worshipper by doing so.
After all, the battle took place in front of the Danbao Pavilion, but one of them was the branch pavilion master of the Danbao Pavilion, and the other was the only bronze worshipper, and he never showed up, no matter how stupid the person was, he could guess that the actions of the mansion master Lu Wu and the others were acquiesced in by them.
Su Decheng was even more mournful, his face suddenly turned pale, and as Li Changkong cut off Yuanwu's arm with a sword, his ambition turned into flowing water.
Li Changkong strode over, holding the Dragon Killing Sword, and the True Martial Law Behind him stood majestically, like an ancient fierce beast, guarding behind him.
He has a lot of energy on his body, his blood is as strong as a dragon, and his combat power is at its peak.
"Yuan Wu, what else do you have to say?"
Li Chang's air was like a rainbow, no one could stop him, he looked down at the Yuan Wu in front of him, revealing a spirit of looking at the world.
"Li Changkong, what do you want? You cut off my arm, and the grievances between each other have been settled, so how about giving up?"
Yuan Wu's expression was gloomy, and under Li Changkong's rolling momentum, he no longer had the previous arrogance.
He couldn't help but bow his head.
But in his heart, he was extremely resentful of Li Changkong, and his hatred was sky-high, and if he had the opportunity, he would do whatever it took to retaliate.
"Grievances settled?"
Li Changkong sneered, his eyes suddenly froze, and he said coldly: "Yuan Wu, you wanted to kill me before, you don't really think that I will let you go, right?"
"What else do you want? I'm Yuanwu, but a disciple of the True Martial Sect, with a noble status, if you dare to touch me, it is tantamount to going against the entire True Martial Sect!"
"Don't forget, you have been expelled from the sect now, and you will never be hired, your status is extremely low, and you are not worthy of lifting shoes for me!"
Although Yuan Wu was defeated, he still has his own confidence, he is a disciple of the True Martial Sect, and this identity alone is enough to make many big clans respect him.
Especially in a small place like Xiongwu Prefecture, no one dared to kill a True Martial Sect disciple in public.
"So what?"
Li Changkong looked disdainful, in this world, big fists are kings, and no matter what status or status, they are all punched out of fists.
In his day, if he is strong enough, the entire True Martial Sect will tremble under his feet, and killing just one True Martial Sect disciple is nothing.
"You're all defeated, and you're still pretending to be in front of me?"
He sneered, and directly strode out, with a momentum like a mountain, and pressed directly.
Under the pressure of Li Changkong's momentum, everyone was trembling, and there was even a dragon power coming from him, which was shocking.
Yuan Wu's face was even more pale, under Li Changkong's sword-like momentum, his confidence seemed so pale.
Although the True Martial Sect is powerful, it is far away from 100,000 miles, and it seems ethereal, and his confidence is insufficient for the first time.
Syllable!
At this moment, Li Changkong slapped out, and directly fanned Yuan Wu out, Yuan Wu's body that skyrocketed because of refining the powerful vajra talisman, at this moment, his strength was exhausted, and he changed back to his original appearance, and the whole person fell out five or six meters away, fell to the ground fiercely, and raised a large amount of dust.
"Li Changkong, you dare?"
Yuan Wu gritted his teeth, feeling humiliated like never before.
"Hmph, why wouldn't I dare?"
Li Changkong snorted coldly, this Yuan Wu really thought that he could protect himself by relying on his identity as a disciple of the True Martial Sect?
This kind of thinking is ridiculous.
From the moment he was expelled from the True Martial Sect, he was destined to be an enemy of the True Martial Sect and offend the True Martial Sect, he didn't care.
Even if he doesn't offend the True Martial Sect, the True Martial Sect definitely doesn't want to see him rise, and will suppress him in various ways, and even assassinate him.
What he has to do is not to be timid, but to be brave and diligent, constantly improve his strength, and have the power to protect himself before the True Martial Sect reacts.
If he didn't even dare to kill a disciple of the True Martial Sect who had repeatedly provoked him, how could he talk about confronting the True Martial Sect? In the future, killing the True Martial Sect would also become an empty word.
Da Da Da ......
In front of everyone, Li Changkong strode out again and rushed towards Yuan Wu.
Blood overflowed from the corners of Yuan Wu's mouth, and the effects of the Mighty Vajra Talisman and the Divine Yuan Pill had all faded, leaving him in an endless state of weakness.
The elixir of Shenyuan Dan is certainly amazing, and it can push a Gang Yuan Ninefold martial artist into the realm of Shenfu for a short time, but its side effects are also very large, and once the time limit expires, it will fall into endless weakness, and even the most ordinary body refining martial artist can be easily killed.
In front of Li Changkong, he had no ability to resist at all.
Da!
Li Changkong stepped down with one foot and stomped on Yuan Wu's face, stomping Yuan Wu's face into a depression, and his face was blurred with flesh and blood.
Yuan Wu's body trembled violently, this humiliation made him collapse physically and mentally, and he almost fainted.
"Yuan Wu, you said earlier that you wanted me to kneel at your feet and tremble at your feet, and now I will give everything you said to you!"
Between speaking, Li Changkong worked harder and harder, such a villain, it is not a pity to die.
He's already murderous!
"Li Changkong, no, no, don't kill me!"
It seemed that he felt the fiery killing intent on Li Changkong's body, Yuan Wu was completely frightened, and his eyes showed a look of horror, and he shouted again and again.
(End of chapter)